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grandmother poem

composto do loveliness sozinho
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
nobility da morte outra vez
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
passado unrelenting do thou
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
têm você não ouvido
o alvorecer era verde maçã
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
sombras voadas que varrem perto
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim

 



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