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i miss you poem

agora quando meus bordos viverem
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
levantado dos mortos
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
olhar além
cidade que não é uma cidade

 



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