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flores dos bebs
e po do breaketh mais
as sombras dos navios
os poetas dizem
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
assim perdido
eu sei no onde
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
com os olhos meek, marrons
como nivelar cai

 



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