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grandmother poem

em números mournful
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
a algum os deuses gordos
levantado dos mortos
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
três anos há hoje
perguntam-me onde eu estive
com os olhos meek, marrons
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
carrinho aqui por meu lado
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo

 



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