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father poem

eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
é frequentemente não assim?
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
nunca em toda minha vida
um pássaro cantou
sobre o rio, no monte
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
na esfera
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
veja que eu me dou a você
rode-me para baixo pelo prado

 



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