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suicide poem

pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
uma vez este turf macio
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
sol e vento e batida do mar
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
em setembro
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
e como poderia vocę sonho da reuniăo
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
rode-me para baixo pelo prado

 



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