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halloween poem

abaixo do helm do guerreiro
estes sejam
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
diga-me não
a luz retirada
eu sei não onde
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
deixe-me ser sad
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
de nossos lugares escondidos
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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