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grandma poem

há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu tenho que dizer good-night
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
se ele
paredes e enorme elevados
pôde tę-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
para entăo without
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
e ainda andaram sobre
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
era uma beleza nos dias
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se

 



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