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death poem

o sol está acima
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
na meia-noite
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
quando você vier hoje à noite
melancolia, azul era
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
os dias hypocritic
todo meu amor para meu doce

 



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