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sad poem

era muitas e muito um ano há
sobre o rio beckon a mim
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
uma vida na onda do oceano
em todas as coisas não faladas de
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu encho este copo
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
este é o navio da pérola
e assim vai

 



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