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grandmother poem

o que mim lhe devem
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
você diz que você me ama
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
com os olhos meek, marrons
algum queixou-se ao mestre
em seu vôo
eu vi-o uma vez antes
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
é ido

 



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