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fall poem

sono, irmão cinzento da morte
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
e meu nome é truthful
a escuridão
eu espero-o
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
porque
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama

 



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