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sex poem

para trás, gire para trás
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
não esteja irritado com mim
eu quero saber onde você vive
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
veja que eu me dou a você
você é bonito e desvanecido
o que mim lhe devem
nós que estiveram
do sol nem das estrelas
cara esposa
doce e forte

 



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