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friend poem

eu vi-o uma vez antes
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
acima de e para baixo vai
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
uma vida na onda do oceano
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas

 



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