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grandma poem

o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu encho este copo
vocę é bonito e desvanecido
na esfera
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
simplicity
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
a luz retirada
o ar é como uma borboleta
mas alas, sonhos justos
desde que, se vocę estiver por meu lado hoje

 



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