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mother poem

macio como a cama na terra
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
e com o pssaro humming
mas alas, sonhos justos
sadly falando
eu vi a primeira pera
as montanhas so povos silenciosos
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim

 



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