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happy birthday poem

o dia é feito
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
com o por do sol
não do mundo largo do todo
irmão, eu sou fogo

 



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