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baby shower poem

as verdades terríveis estes sejam
sol e vento e batida do mar
uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim

 



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