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sad poem

este é o navio da pérola
eu tive um medo em minha vida
para então without
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
os dias melancólicos vieram
glass-blower do tempo
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu estou morrendo

 



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