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christmas poem

eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
uma milha atrás
de nossos lugares escondidos
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade

 



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