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POEM - CERRIDWEN




I can almost feel the sound of the wind touching her hair

The curls and the waves dancing in the air

Brown and black autumn leaves and feathers on the ground

Flying and flowing through the cold breeze around

Got chills hurting like small needles on my body and skin

Cerridwen, Cerridwen, can you hear me cry? 

Oh my dear, can you hear me?



Marie Jo
24/03/2013

link: http://arewebeautiful.blogspot.com.br/2013/03/poema-em-ingles.html

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