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mother daughter poem

a escuridão
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
trançado e tecido
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
a noite era preta e drear
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido

 



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