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sad death poem

como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
balançado no berço do profundo
os poetas dizem
aflija-se não para o invisível
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
o mais saddest do ano
estes sejam
quem estará nomeando o vento

 



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