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funeral poem

se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
porque assim sad meu encantador?
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
fala no bem
cidade que no uma cidade
seu cabelo bonito
como ela
acima dos prados ricos com milho
antes do saint de bronze solemn
as verdades terrveis estes sejam

 



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