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grandmother poem

agora que eu lhe esfriei
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
a noite Ă© escura, e os ventos do inverno
o mais saddest do ano
em todas as coisas nĂŁo faladas de
macio como a cama na terra
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
deve ir para trás, disse
flores dos bebĂŞs
Ă© frequentemente nĂŁo assim?

 



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