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grandmother poem

bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
sabe uma liberação barata
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
paredes e enorme elevados
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
deus
nós colocamos
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo

 



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