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sad love poem

esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
alguns dias mais ventosos
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu vou minha maneira complacently
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
uma milha atrás
eu estive

 



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