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friendship poem

eu estou morrendo
bonito
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
felicidade
macio como a cama na terra
em sua barraca guardada
o alvorecer era verde maçã
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
a fragrância veio
splendor doce
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música

 



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