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grandmother poem

deve ir para trás, disse
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
nós colocamos
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
sob a lua da colheita

 



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