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pumpkin poem

muito bem, você liberais
eu sei não onde
sob a folha dusky do laurel
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
irmão, eu sou fogo
nobility da morte outra vez
você recorda
gloom
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
mundo que muda sob minha mão

 



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