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love poem

vocę é bonito e desvanecido
o alvorecer era verde maçă
na esfera
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
balançado no berço do profundo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst

 



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