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sad death poem

eu ouvi-os na noite
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
escute
passado unrelenting do thou
tempestade

 



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