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death poetry

cara esposa
sad são que sabem não o amor
a escuridão
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
os dias melancólicos vieram
e pão do breaketh mais
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
esta é a canção da juventude
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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