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sad poem

era o outono do ano
sobre o rio beckon a mim
vocĂŞ recorda
flores dos bebĂŞs
eu estou morrendo
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
a noite era preta e drear
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful

 



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