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short friendship poem

limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
no alvorecer, disse
o alvorecer era verde maçă
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
quando eu retornei no por do sol
jogaram uma pedra, vocę jogaram uma pedra
os dias melancólicos vieram
se eu for muito certo
eu sou fevered
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
veja, eles retornam
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida

 



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