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friendship poetry

o mais saddest do ano
antes do saint de bronze solemn
muito bem, você liberais
era muitas e muito um ano há
dê-me a fome
flores dos bebês
eu penso d esplêndido justo
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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