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sad death poem

dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
splendor doce
a noite era preta e drear
eu ouvi-os na noite
eu ganhei a raça
porque
eu tenho que dizer good-night
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
uma vida na onda do oceano
năo há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atençăo e tendido

 



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