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death poem

eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
olhar além
nunca em toda minha vida
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
travails da terra
quem é o corredor nos céus
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
temos nós nenhum shame?
uma vez este turf macio
agite

 



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