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mother daughter poem

vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu tive um medo em minha vida
eu penso d esplndido justo
havia trs no prado pelo ribeiro
nos sales do sono voc vagueou perto
alguns dias mais ventosos
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
ainda treze anos
fora do mar sparkling

 



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