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mother daughter poem

mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
onde deva mim encontre-o
agora quando meus bordos viverem
em seus regimentals ásperos
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
rosas e ouro
há um país completamente do vinho

 



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