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grandmother poem

eu despise meus amigos mais do que vocĂŞ
eu vi que vocĂŞ hunched e tiritando nas pedras
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta
Ă© frequentemente nĂŁo assim?
eu tenho que dizer good-night
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu vou minha maneira complacently
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
vocĂŞ ouve a chuva?
sumário em uma noite do vôo
era o outono do ano
eu moldei o mundo

 



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