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mother daughter poem

e nse
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
talvez
mundo que muda sob minha mão
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
não seja falso
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
esta é a canção da juventude
todo meu amor para meu doce

 



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