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death poem

você é bonito e desvanecido
há uma hora do descanso calmo
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
disse
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
mil anos silenciosos há
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
porque assim sad meu encantador?
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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