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grandma poem

se eu for muito certo
diga-me não
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu prendo seu coração
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
sumário em uma noite do vôo
nós que estiveram
eu sou velho e cego
eu vi com olhos abertos
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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