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grandma poem

eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
ao lado de um campo stricken
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
veja que eu me dou a você
a neve sussurra sobre mim
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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