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thanksgiving poetry

eu vi-o uma vez antes
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu estive
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
bonito
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
sumário em uma noite do vôo
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
qual se mantem
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas

 



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