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sad death poem

sol e vento e batida do mar
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
mil anos silenciosos há
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
eighty anos passaram, e mais
trançado e tecido
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
os arcos da ponte vermelha

 



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