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sympathy poem

se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
para prestar atençăo o dia inteiro ŕ onda azul ondular e quebrar
no alvorecer, disse
porque
eu encho este copo
perguntam-me onde eu estive
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
ao amante passionate
qual eu desejo observar
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
em sua barraca guardada

 



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