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sorry poem

eu sei não onde
não seja falso
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
através do peito aching da terra larga
quem é o corredor nos céus
nobility da morte outra vez
fala não bem
nós colocamos
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares

 



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