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grandmother poem

nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu vi-o uma vez antes
se eu for muito certo
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
splendor doce
qual eu desejo observar
sombras voadas que varrem perto
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
a noite era preta e drear

 



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