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best friend poem

a algum os deuses gordos
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
o ar é como uma borboleta
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
a neve sussurra sobre mim
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
escute o mar soando
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
todo meu amor para meu doce
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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