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sad death poem

a fragrância veio
splendor doce
travails da terra
um history muito notável isto é
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
cai aqui nenhuma luz
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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