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friendship poem

agite
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
não se aflija que sobre
na terra silenciosa
nós que estiveram
o céu
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro

 



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