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mother daughter poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
não se aflija que sobre
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
as canções velhas
eu não pray para a paz
dê-me a fome

 



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