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footprint poem

entre as montanhas eu vagueei
eu tenho que dizer good-night
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
truely
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quem é o corredor nos céus
são você vivo?
para a verdade, para o amor
se ele
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto

 



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