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grandma poem

era muitas e muito um ano há
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
eu sou o vento que wavers
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
como ela
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
você é bonito e desvanecido

 



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