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birthday poem

têm você não ouvido
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
teria mesmo seu gracejo
a escuridão
ainda treze anos
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
o que nós fará agora
eu encho este copo
este é o navio da pérola
este é o arsenal
no porto de york novo

 



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