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death poem

receoso năo mais, eu digo
simplesmente falando
eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
pela costa, pelo mar
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
com o por do sol
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
para entăo without
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres

 



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