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sad death poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocĂŞ se chama me, chamada
como uma vela branca
minha mĂŁe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
simplicity
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente

 



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