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mother daughter poem

sad são que sabem não o amor
este é o arsenal
era uma beleza nos dias
eu resido na montanha da tabela
o corpo pode confinar
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
era muitas e muito um ano há
eu moldei o mundo
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
a escuridão rola para cima

 



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