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mother daughter poem

minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
balançado no berço do profundo
eu vi a primeira pera
dê-me
ruídos que strive rasgar
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
eu resido na montanha da tabela
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
a festa real foi feita
eu gosto d
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
há qualquer um lá
com o por do sol

 



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