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death poem

sabe uma liberação barata
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
lá pela janela na casa velha
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
homem frio stern
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred

 



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