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mother daughter poem

um pensamento doce solemn
última meia-noite
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
glass-blower do tempo
temos nós nenhum shame?
receoso não mais, eu digo
o mais saddest do ano
felicidade
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
macia agora a luz do dia
trançado e tecido
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente

 



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