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grandma poem

um pęssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu detestei-o
um pensamento doce solemn
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
ruídos que strive rasgar
cara esposa
alguns dias mais ventosos
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros

 



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