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daughter poem

balançado no berço do profundo
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
e assim vai
eu tive um medo em minha vida
se eu for muito certo
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu ouvi-os na noite
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
através do peito aching da terra larga
eu vi a primeira pera
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
mundo que muda sob minha mão

 



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