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minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
qual eu desejo observar
uma vida na onda do oceano
como nivelar cai
fora do mar sparkling
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
conseqüentemente eu não posso
as canções antigas
na esfera
sombras voadas que varrem perto
a neve sussurra sobre mim
a algum os deuses gordos
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
o doce com fern e levantou-se

 



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