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poem for dad

deus
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
eu sou fevered
existir da cisne
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
receoso não mais, eu digo

 



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