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thanksgiving poem

eu sou uma mulher
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
era muitas e muito um ano há
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
pensamentos através de minha cabeça

 



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