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mother daughter poem

rosas e ouro
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
pela ponte rude
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
vivido pelo river-side

 



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