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i miss you poem

quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eu tive um medo em minha vida
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
nós colocamos
eu tenho que dizer good-night
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
ruídos que strive rasgar

 



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