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good bye poem

acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
ainda treze anos
sol e vento e batida do mar
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
agite

 



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