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grandma poem

alguns dias mais ventosos
e com o pássaro humming
as sombras dos navios
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
um pĂŞssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
eu vi com olhos abertos
mulher boa
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
doce e forte

 



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