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funeral poem

para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
e meu nome é truthful
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu estive pelo casement aberto
glass-blower do tempo
mundo que muda sob minha mão
deixe-me ser sad
têm você andar visto através da vila

 



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