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sympathy poem

a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
eu encho este copo
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você

 



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