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halloween poem for kid

minha măe ensinou-me que cada noite
para a verdade, para o amor
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
em todas as coisas năo faladas de
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
tęm vocę andar visto através da vila
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
para entăo without

 



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