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para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
um pensamento doce solemn
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
ao longo dos bancos
nós que estiveram
conseqüentemente eu não posso
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
eu encho este copo
têm você não ouvido
era não para esse cheiro singular
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés

 



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