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grandma poem

entre as montanhas eu vagueei
perguntam-me onde eu estive
porque
voc bonito e desvanecido
brilha a ltima idade, o seguinte com esperana visto
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
a mulher faltou-me muito, como voc se chama me, chamada
assim perdido
sabe uma liberao barata
eu estou morrendo

 



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