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baby shower poem

limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu encho este copo
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
o dia é feito
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
poderíamos nós mas para saber
eu quero saber onde você vive
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly

 



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