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grandma poem

pensamentos através de minha cabeça
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
são você acordado?
disse
nobility da morte outra vez
as sombras dos navios
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu

 



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