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sad poetry

jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
teria mesmo seu gracejo
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
carrinho aqui por meu lado
doubtless eu recordo ainda
rosas e ouro
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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