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short friendship poem

o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
antes do saint de bronze solemn
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
poderíamos nós mas para saber
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
este é o arsenal
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
e nse
qual se mantem
você está desobstruído
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
macio como a cama na terra

 



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