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child poem

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o que mim lhe devem
não seja falso
eu não pray para a paz
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
faça exame de meus bracelets
têm você andar visto através da vila
havia um momento em anos anteriores
você é meu companheiro
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate

 



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