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thanksgiving poem

abaixo do helm do guerreiro
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
era muitas e muito um ano há
como águias na elevação ascendente
sol e vento e batida do mar
existir da cisne
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
diz de épocas velhas boas
eu não queimo nenhum incense

 



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