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grandmother poem

passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
ao amante passionate
sadly falando
sombras voadas que varrem perto
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
cidade que não é uma cidade
deve ir para trás, disse
através do peito aching da terra larga

 



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