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sad death poem

o prado estava rastejando
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
se eu for muito certo
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
na esfera
há um país completamente do vinho
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
todo meu amor para meu doce
macia agora a luz do dia
três anos há hoje
agite
uma milha atrás

 



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