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death poetry

quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
renove a visão do prazer
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
os dias melancólicos vieram
os arcos da ponte vermelha
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu sou velho e cego
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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