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baby shower poem

e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
diz de épocas velhas boas
calma como que segundo verão
disse
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
são você vivo?
do assoalho ao teto
eu sou o vento que wavers

 



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