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father poem

prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
com o por do sol
este é o navio da pérola
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
perguntam-me onde eu estive
e nse
eu estou cantando-lhe

 



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