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grandmother poem

entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
como ela
em sua barraca guardada
os arcos da ponte vermelha
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
três anos há hoje

 



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