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mother daughter poem

sol e vento e batida do mar
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu quero saber onde você vive
uma milha atrás
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
uma vida na onda do oceano
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
simplicity
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
do sol nem das estrelas
macia weeping
em possa
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes

 



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