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poem for pastors

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
têm você ouvido
não gire sua cabeça
um history muito notável isto é
sombras voadas que varrem perto
e ainda andaram sobre
receoso não mais, eu digo
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
você é meu companheiro

 



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