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sympathy poem

nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
uma milha atrás
não esteja irritado com mim
era muitas e muito um ano há
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
ao amante passionate
deus
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
diga-me não
eu tenho que dizer good-night

 



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