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good bye poem

este é o arsenal
cai aqui nenhuma luz
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
balançado no berço do profundo
na meia-noite
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
e nse

 



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