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grandmother poem

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
diz de épocas velhas boas
eu disse
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
com os olhos meek, marrons
o céu
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
em setembro
você recorda
eu sou o vento que wavers
como uma vela branca
é ido

 



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