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mother daughter poem

nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
deus
é ido
uma vez este turf macio
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
diz de épocas velhas boas
você ouve a chuva?
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
o que era ele os motores ditos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
doubtless eu recordo ainda

 



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