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baby poem

eu tive um medo em minha vida
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
a algum os deuses gordos
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
qual se mantem
vontade você glimmer no mar?
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
temos nós nenhum shame?
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
todos tragam os anos
em setembro

 



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