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poem for dad

estes sejam
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
apenas agora
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
simplicity
era uma beleza nos dias
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
e meu nome é truthful
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
não do mundo largo do todo

 



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