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grandma poem

vinho velho a beber
era uma oysterman novo alto
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
antes do saint de bronze solemn
você é bonito e desvanecido
esse ano
o corpo pode confinar
sad são que sabem não o amor
havia um momento em anos anteriores
através do peito aching da terra larga
você é meu companheiro

 



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