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grandma poem

são você acordado?
no alvorecer, disse
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
para trás, gire para trás
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
ao longo dos bancos
do sol nem das estrelas
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
não gire sua cabeça
a luz retirada
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite

 



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