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sad poetry

passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
você está desobstruído
as estrelas caíram do heaven
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
travails da terra
irmão, eu sou fogo
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
agite
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
caído assim
em setembro
deixe-me ser sad

 



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