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good bye poem

os dias endeared a cada MUSE
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu tive um medo em minha vida
e meu nome é truthful
o sol está acima
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
os arcos da ponte vermelha
esse ano
de nossos lugares escondidos
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão

 



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