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grandma poem

veja, desta moeda falsa dele
eu soube o silĂŞncio das estrelas e do mar
a escuridĂŁo
desde que, se vocĂŞ estiver por meu lado hoje
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
eu encho este copo
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
o Ăşnico punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
alguns dos hurts que vocĂŞ se curou
eu ouvi-os na noite
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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