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mother daughter poem

nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
e ainda andaram sobre
ame-me no último, ou se você não
ruídos que strive rasgar
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
todo meu amor para meu doce
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
irmão, eu sou fogo
o prado estava rastejando

 



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