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suicide poem

como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
frequentemente no assim?
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
como um homem despido mim vai
na meia-noite
um com voc
em nmeros mournful

 



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