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suicide poem

eu vi com olhos abertos
não gire sua cabeça
travails da terra
simplesmente falando
onde deva mim encontre-o
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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