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baby poem

frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
os prayers brancos pequenos
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
olhar além
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
o doce com fern e levantou-se
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
é ido
há uma hora do descanso calmo

 



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