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cowboy poetry

mas alas, sonhos justos
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
qual eu desejo observar
como águias na elevação ascendente
eu vi-o uma vez antes
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei

 



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