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grandma poem

tempestade
simplesmente falando
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
não permaneça não mais
os dias melancólicos vieram
deus
o dia é feito
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
cai aqui nenhuma luz
sabe uma liberação barata
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
mundo que muda sob minha mão
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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