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footprint poem

filhas do tempo
estourou o vinho feroz
eu sou o vento que wavers
não permaneça não mais
têm você não ouvido
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
uma milha atrás
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele

 



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