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sympathy poem

eu não pray para a paz
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
uma vez este turf macio
os dias hypocritic
os céus que eram ashen e sober
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
havia um momento em anos anteriores
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous

 



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