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best friend poem

quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
apenas agora
para trás, gire para trás
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
em setembro
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
são você acordado?
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
eu resido na montanha da tabela

 



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