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grandma poem

levantado dos mortos
eu encho este copo
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
completamente dos rasgos
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
nobility da morte outra vez
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
vontade vocę glimmer no mar?

 



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