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grandma poem

deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o alvorecer era verde maçã
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
dê-me a fome
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
eu não pray para a paz
eu tive um medo em minha vida
última meia-noite

 



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