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sad death poem

havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
e ainda andaram sobre
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
e meu nome é truthful
e com o pássaro humming
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
caras bonitas, tragical
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá

 



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