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best friend poem

o que mim lhe devem
o alvorecer era verde maçã
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
eu espero-o
desolado e solitário
ao lado de um campo stricken
e nse
eu vi com olhos abertos
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
na terra silenciosa
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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