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grandma poem

dentro de minha mão eu prendo
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
há qualquer um lá
sabe uma liberação barata
deixe-nos plantar
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
doce e forte
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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