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havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
ao longo de um river-side
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
as sombras dos navios
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
completamente dos rasgos
são você vivo?
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
havia um momento em anos anteriores
mundo que muda sob minha mão
felicidade

 



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