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broken heart poem

para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
há uma hora do descanso calmo
não do mundo largo do todo
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
no porto de york novo
eu estive
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
eu não queimo nenhum incense
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu fui acima e trago as ruas

 



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