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death poem

era não para esse cheiro singular
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
talvez
sobre o rio beckon a mim
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
as canções velhas
eu penso d esplêndido justo
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim

 



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