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death poem

macia agora a luz do dia
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
pela ponte rude
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
poderíamos nós mas para saber
este é o arsenal
para então without
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
assim perdido
o mais saddest do ano

 



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