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baby poem

o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
carrinho aqui por meu lado
felicidade
melancolia, azul era
nunca em toda minha vida
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
splendor doce
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem

 



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