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broken heart poem

poderíamos nós mas para saber
eu não pray para a paz
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
eu sou velho e cego
como um homem despido mim vai
estes sejam

 



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