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sorry poem

era muitas e muito um ano há
três anos há hoje
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
felicidade
veja, eles retornam
balançado no berço do profundo
eu vi a primeira pera
fala não bem
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
vinho velho a beber

 



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