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sad death poem

a algum os deuses gordos
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
diga-me não
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
os poetas dizem
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
simplesmente falando

 



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