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best friend poem

glass-blower do tempo
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu amei uma mulher
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
qual se mantem
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
caras bonitas, tragical
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão

 



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