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baby shower poem

há qualquer um lá
teria mesmo seu gracejo
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
ame-me no último, ou se você não
para então without
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
agora quando meus bordos viverem
travails da terra
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite

 



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