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anniversary poem

nós não éramos muitos
eu estive pelo casement aberto
as sombras dos navios
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless

 



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