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short friendship poem

renove a visão do prazer
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
sol e vento e batida do mar
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu tive um medo em minha vida
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
esse ano

 



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