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friend poem

era o outono do ano
são você vivo?
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
é ido
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são

 



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