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death poetry

todos quiet ao longo do potomac
nós não éramos muitos
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
em setembro
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
em seu vôo
mas alas, sonhos justos
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
os céus que eram ashen e sober
glooms dos viv-carvalhos

 



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