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baby poem

dê-me
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
traga-me a canção macia
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
trançado e tecido
diga-me
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
simplicity
veja que eu me dou a você
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você

 



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