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sad death poem

eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
o que mim lhe devem
os céus que eram ashen e sober
escute
flores dos bebês
perguntam-me onde eu estive
e assim vai
assim perdido
veja, eles retornam

 



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