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mother daughter poem

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
você é bonito e desvanecido
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
duas fileiras dos repolhos
em números mournful
em seus regimentals ásperos
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
na esfera
ruídos que strive rasgar
você ouve a chuva?
noite misteriosa

 



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