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suicide poem

a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
o ar é como uma borboleta
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
última meia-noite
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser

 



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