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pumpkin poem

o mais saddest do ano
eu despise meus amigos mais do que vocĂŞ
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma Ă© athirst
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
este Ă© o arsenal
no alvorecer, disse
filhas do tempo
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
na terra silenciosa
sĂŁo vocĂŞ acordado?
eu quero saber Ă s vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
veja que eu me dou a vocĂŞ
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido
era nĂŁo para esse cheiro singular

 



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