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sad death poem

até sua janela da câmara
há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
carrinho aqui por meu lado
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
no alvorecer, disse
têm você ouvido
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
era muitas e muito um ano há
fala não bem

 



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