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death poem

dê-me a fome
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
para trás, gire para trás
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim

 



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