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pastor appreciation poem

minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
receoso não mais, eu digo
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
rosas e ouro
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
este é o arsenal
ruídos que strive rasgar
escute o mar soando
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
glooms dos viv-carvalhos

 



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