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friendship poetry

era o outono do ano
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
irmăo, eu sou fogo
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble

 



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