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halloween poem for kid

as verdades terríveis estes sejam
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
são você acordado?
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
a escuridão
mundo que muda sob minha mão
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida

 



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