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suicide poetry

o que era ele os motores ditos
em sua barraca guardada
qual eu desejo observar
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
têm você andar visto através da vila
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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