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mother daughter poem

os céus que eram ashen e sober
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
macio como a cama na terra
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
mulher boa
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
são você vivo?
ame-me no último, ou se você não
no alvorecer, disse

 



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