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funeral poem

a luz retirada
eu sei não onde
a algum os deuses gordos
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
eu estive
qual se mantem
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
do assoalho ao teto
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão

 



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