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mother daughter poem

deus
deixe-nos plantar
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
têm você ouvido
não permaneça não mais
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
como nivelar cai
eu vi a primeira pera
eu estou morrendo
porque assim sad meu encantador?
três anos há hoje
raça elevado-carregada
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes

 



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