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mother daughter poem

temos nós nenhum shame?
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
ao lado de um campo stricken
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
sob a lua da colheita
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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