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grandma poem

têm você andar visto através da vila
mas alas, sonhos justos
perguntam-me onde eu estive
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
em e sobre
pela costa, pelo mar
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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