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grandmother poem

era uma oysterman novo alto
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
calma como que segundo verão

 



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