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mother poem

um pássaro cantou
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
levantado dos mortos
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
estourou o vinho feroz
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
uma tempestade está montando na maré
diga-me

 



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