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grandmother poem

nunca em toda minha vida
os poetas dizem
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
deixe um sustento da alegria você
a escuridão rola para cima
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar

 



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