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death poem

a fragrância veio
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
temos nós nenhum shame?
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
e nse
nós que estiveram
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas

 



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