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father poem

doubtless eu recordo ainda
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
tręs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
acima de e para baixo vai
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
o corpo pode confinar
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta

 



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