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grandma poem

eu ganhei a raça
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
escute o mar soando
se eu for muito certo
os prayers brancos pequenos
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
você está desobstruído
como ela

 



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