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grandma poem

raça elevado-carregada
trançado e tecido
se eu for muito certo
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
e nse
não permaneça não mais
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
você ouve a chuva?
ao amante passionate
através do peito aching da terra larga
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
arched a inundação

 



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