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grandma poem

quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
seu cabelo bonito
assim perdido
no porto de york novo
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
eu tenho que dizer good-night
uma vida na onda do oceano

 



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