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death poetry

o sol está acima
eu moldei o mundo
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
fora do mar sparkling
travails da terra
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
para então without
o doce com fern e levantou-se
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas

 



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