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pumpkin poem

doubtless eu recordo ainda
melancolia, azul era
truely
a escuridão
deixe um sustento da alegria você
eu vou minha maneira complacently
agora quando meus bordos viverem
uma pena do aço
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
é ido
esta é a canção da juventude
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira

 



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