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friend poem

mulher boa
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
dê-me a fome
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
acima dos prados ricos com milho
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
mas alas, sonhos justos
ainda treze anos
melhore do que o granito
entre as montanhas eu vagueei

 



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