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grandma poem

veja, eles retornam
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu vi com olhos abertos
a fragrância veio
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
ido antes de nós
sol e vento e batida do mar
săo vocę acordado?
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
fora do mar sparkling
um pássaro cantou
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
escute

 



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