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grandma poem

eu sei o que você está indo dizer
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
e pão do breaketh mais
porque assim sad meu encantador?
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
ao lado de um campo stricken

 



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