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baby poem

eu estou morrendo
vivido pelo river-side
com o por do sol
não se aflija que sobre
homem frio stern
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
seu cabelo bonito
todos tragam os anos
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
eu estive pelo casement aberto
estourou o vinho feroz
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
raça elevado-carregada
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou

 



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