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wedding poem

última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
quando eu for para trás ligar ŕ terra
o mais saddest do ano
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
algum queixou-se ao mestre
faça os meninos e as meninas văo ainda
eu năo pray para a paz

 



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