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sad death poem

e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
um history muito notável isto é
você é bonito e desvanecido
fora do mar sparkling
sadly falando
nós que estiveram
conseqüentemente eu não posso
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
antes do saint de bronze solemn
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
têm você andar visto através da vila

 



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