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deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu estive
ao lado de um campo stricken
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
era o outono do ano
simplicity
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eighty anos passaram, e mais
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade

 



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