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sad death poem

babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
era uma oysterman novo alto
era muitas e muito um ano há
na meia-noite
filhas do tempo
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
deixe-me ser sad
composto do loveliness sozinho
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
existir da cisne

 



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