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suicide poem

eu gosto d
em todas as coisas não faladas de
calma como que segundo verão
muito bem, você liberais
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
receoso não mais, eu digo
o que mim lhe devem
algum queixou-se ao mestre
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
eu não pray para a paz
veja, eles retornam
há uma hora do descanso calmo

 



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