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eu estou morrendo
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
os céus que eram ashen e sober
com os olhos meek, marrons
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
esta é a canção da juventude
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
você ouve a chuva?
em possa
no alvorecer, disse
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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