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grandma poem

uma vez este turf macio
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
agora quando meus bordos viverem
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
simplesmente falando
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
ainda treze anos
melhore do que o granito
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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