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a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
com alegria e maravilha
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
o ar é como uma borboleta
as estrelas caíram do heaven

 



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