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life poem

ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
um pensamento doce solemn
eu nĂŁo posso dizĂŞ-lo agora
era o outono do ano
eu ganhei a raça
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
dĂŞ-me

 



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