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grandma poem

fala não bem
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
apenas agora
doubtless eu recordo ainda
pela costa, pelo mar
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
passado unrelenting do thou

 



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