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suicide poem

como uma vela branca
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
de nossos lugares escondidos
flores dos bebês
antes do saint de bronze solemn
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
ruídos que strive rasgar

 



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