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pastor appreciation poem

havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
a luz retirada
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
quem estará nomeando o vento
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
completamente dos rasgos
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
com os olhos meek, marrons
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
esteja em mim como os modos eternal

 



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