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suicide poem

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
era uma oysterman novo alto
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
tempestade
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
através do peito aching da terra larga
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
eu ouvi-os na noite
como uma vela branca
traga-me a canção macia
diga-me
você está desobstruído
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes

 



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