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daughter poem

veja, desta moeda falsa dele
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
a algum os deuses gordos
eu disse
e assim vai
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy

 



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