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grandmother poem

havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu encho este copo
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
arched a inundação
três anos há hoje
mundo que muda sob minha mão
sabe uma liberação barata
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
eu vi com olhos abertos
em setembro
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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