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baby poem

como águias na elevação ascendente
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu vi a primeira pera
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
muito bem, você liberais
não permaneça não mais
e pão do breaketh mais
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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