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father poem

pouca porta foi alcançada no último
temos nós nenhum shame?
homem frio stern
em possa
eu tive um medo em minha vida
todo meu amor para meu doce
diga-me
no alvorecer, disse
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
se eu for muito certo
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
o que nós fará agora
uma milha atrás

 



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