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friend poem

todos quiet ao longo do potomac
com os olhos meek, marrons
algum queixou-se ao mestre
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
caído assim
o que era ele os motores ditos
com alegria e maravilha

 



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