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suicide poem

eu resido na montanha da tabela
sol e vento e batida do mar
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
bonito
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
uma vez este turf macio
e nse
levantado dos mortos
em seus regimentals ásperos
truely
como um homem despido mim vai
o prado estava rastejando

 



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