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baby poem

agite
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
composto do loveliness sozinho
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
uma vida na onda do oceano
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres

 



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