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slam poetry

serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
cai aqui nenhuma luz
sobre o rio, no monte
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
năo esteja irritado com mim
ao amante passionate
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu encho este copo
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei

 



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