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funeral poem

sob a folha dusky do laurel
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
năo seja falso
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
eu quero saber onde vocę vive
alguns dias mais ventosos
traga-me a cançăo macia
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
esplęndido e terrível seu amor
até sua janela da câmara
ao lado de um campo stricken
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu espero-o

 



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