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poem for dad

quando eu olhei em seus olhos
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
conseqüentemente eu não posso
dê-me
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
os dias hypocritic
do sol nem das estrelas
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



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