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grandma poem

eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
dê-me a fome
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
para então without
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
de nossos lugares escondidos
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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