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happy birthday poem

eighty anos passaram, e mais
o alvorecer era verde maçă
căo do gingham e o gato do calico
eu moldei o mundo
três anos há hoje
do assoalho ao teto
flores dos bebês
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
como um homem despido mim vai

 



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