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sad death poem

um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu tenho que dizer good-night
o céu
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
homem frio stern

 



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