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friendship poetry

minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu ganhei a raça
ame-me no último, ou se você não
macia agora a luz do dia
as sombras dos navios
a algum os deuses gordos
têm você não ouvido
veja que eu me dou a você
disse
nunca em toda minha vida
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito

 



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