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poem for dad

escuro-eyed
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
aflija-se não para o invisível
há qualquer um lá
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
um pensamento doce solemn
o que nós fará agora
e assim vai

 



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