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fall poem

a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
o alvorecer era verde maçã
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
irmão, eu sou fogo
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
macio como a cama na terra
há uma hora do descanso calmo
e pão do breaketh mais
felicidade

 



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