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brother poem

flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu despise meus amigos mais do que vocĂŞ
mas eu nĂŁo posso lĂŞ-lo agora
para a verdade, para o amor
uma vez este turf macio
eu sou o vento que wavers
sob a folha dusky do laurel
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
o mais saddest do ano

 



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