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mother daughter poem

sombras voadas que varrem perto
muito bem, vocę liberais
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
no porto de york novo
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
composto do loveliness sozinho
eu estou cantando-lhe
o doce com fern e levantou-se
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
pela costa, pelo mar
năo permaneça năo mais
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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