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sex poem

mundo que muda sob minha mão
você é meu companheiro
o mais saddest do ano
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
o ar é como uma borboleta
caído assim
na meia-noite
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
têm você não ouvido
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
sabe uma liberação barata

 



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