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good bye poem

porque
é ido
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
os arcos da ponte vermelha
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eu gosto d
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
fala năo bem
os prayers brancos pequenos
última meia-noite
quando vocę vier hoje ŕ noite

 



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