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teen love poem

eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
eu sou uma mulher
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
alguns dias mais ventosos
deve ir para trás, disse
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu estive

 



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