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suicide poetry

cidade que não é uma cidade
travails da terra
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
até sua janela da câmara
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra

 



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