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quando eu era quebrou em Londres
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu vi a primeira pera
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
truely
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
com alegria e maravilha
eu gosto d
com os olhos meek, marrons
e pão do breaketh mais

 



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