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sad love poem

glooms dos viv-carvalhos
temos ns nenhum shame?
splendor doce
para estes braos brancos sobre minha garganta
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
h um pas completamente do vinho
qual se mantem

 



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