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poem for dad

têm você não ouvido
dê-me a fome
era não para esse cheiro singular
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
raça elevado-carregada
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
eu encho este copo
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
se eu for muito certo
são você acordado?
noite misteriosa
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim

 



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