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short friendship poem

seu cabelo bonito
antes do saint de bronze solemn
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
eu estive pelo casement aberto
diz de épocas velhas boas
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
em números mournful
de nossos lugares escondidos
cai aqui nenhuma luz
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
porque assim sad meu encantador?
nós que estiveram

 



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