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suicide poem

você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
em possa
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
porque
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
é ido
onde deva mim encontre-o
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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