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sad poem

os prayers brancos pequenos
este é o arsenal
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
eu estou cantando-lhe
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
o alvorecer era verde maçã
como nivelar cai
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
em números mournful

 



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