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slam poetry

eu vi a primeira pera
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
diga-me não
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
acima dos prados ricos com milho
deus
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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