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break up poem

há qualquer um lá
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
calma como que segundo verão
era uma beleza nos dias
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
receoso não mais, eu digo
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
eu sou uma mulher

 



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