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death poetry

todos tragam os anos
se ele
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
paredes e enorme elevados
há qualquer um lá
veja que eu me dou a você
você recorda
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
em possa
eu vi a primeira pera

 



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