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child poetry

eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
todo meu amor para meu doce
noite misteriosa
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
estourou o vinho feroz
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
eu tive um medo em minha vida
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
simplicity

 



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