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happy birthday poem

quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
o céu
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
diga-me não
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
eu não queimo nenhum incense
mas alas, sonhos justos

 



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