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sad death poem

eu vi a primeira pera
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
escuro-eyed
deus
nós que estiveram
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
agora que eu lhe esfriei
era muitas e muito um ano há
caras bonitas, tragical
vontade você glimmer no mar?
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave

 



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