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grandmother poem

trançado e tecido
apenas agora
desolado e solitário
e assim vai
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
glass-blower do tempo
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
eu disse
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio

 



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