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child poetry

quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu quero saber onde você vive
eu sou velho e cego
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
a escuridão
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
ainda treze anos
um history muito notável isto é

 



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