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death poem

quem ama a chuva
caras bonitas, tragical
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
melancolia, azul era
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
short e doce, e nós viemos ŕ extremidade dela
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
poderíamos nós mas para saber
alguns dias mais ventosos

 



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