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mother daughter poem

sol e vento e batida do mar
o mais saddest do ano
não seja falso
estes sejam
há uma hora do descanso calmo
sobre o rio beckon a mim
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
macia agora a luz do dia
você ouve a chuva?
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu amei uma mulher
nunca em toda minha vida

 



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