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friendship poem

os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
o céu
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
ame-me no último, ou se você não
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra

 



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