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sorry poem

desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
é ido
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
e nse
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
na esfera
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele


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