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sympathy poem

eu sou fevered
eu prendo seu coração
acima dos prados ricos com milho
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
splendor doce
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
ame-me no último, ou se você não

 



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