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baby shower poem

eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
na terra silenciosa
trançado e tecido
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
o que nós fará agora
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved

 



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