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grandma poem

trançado e tecido
o alvorecer era verde maçã
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
apenas agora
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu quero saber onde você vive
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes

 



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