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mother daughter poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
eu encho este copo
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
este é o arsenal
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
sob a lua da colheita
eu estou cantando-lhe
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
vontade você glimmer no mar?
raça elevado-carregada

 



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