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family poem

para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
fala não bem
as estrelas caíram do heaven
eu vi com olhos abertos
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado

 



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