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thanksgiving poem

em seu vôo
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
algum queixou-se ao mestre
as estrelas caíram do heaven
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu detestei-o
perguntam-me onde eu estive
poderíamos nós mas para saber
pouco parque que eu passo completamente

 



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