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happy birthday poem

noite misteriosa
o sol está acima
era uma oysterman novo alto
agora quando meus bordos viverem
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
onde deva mim encontre-o
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
poderíamos nós mas para saber
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade

 



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