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mother daughter poem

eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
macia weeping
veja, eles retornam
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
passado unrelenting do thou
eu gosto d
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
todo meu amor para meu doce
diz de épocas velhas boas
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra

 



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