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death poem

não há nenhum escape pelo rio
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
para a verdade, para o amor
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
quando eu retornei no por do sol
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
raça elevado-carregada

 



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