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mother daughter poem

o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu gosto d
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
felicidade

 



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