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poem for dad

quando eu era um menino na faculdade
ao amante passionate
eu amei uma mulher
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
têm você não ouvido
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
deixe um sustento da alegria você
estes sejam
você ouve a chuva?
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars

 



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