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mother daughter poem

o sol está acima
ruídos que strive rasgar
ao lado de um campo stricken
eu vi com olhos abertos
melhore do que o granito
dê-me
têm você andar visto através da vila
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
sabe uma liberação barata
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
sob a lua da colheita
eu vou minha maneira complacently
a fragrância veio

 



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