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death poem

uma vez este turf macio
eu vou minha maneira complacently
um olhar é mas um raio
o sol está acima
eu estive
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu vi com olhos abertos
cara esposa
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
simplesmente falando
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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