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death poem

quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
para a verdade, para o amor
e ainda andaram sobre
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
se ele
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
Ă© ido
em e sobre

 



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