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há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
era uma beleza nos dias
eu tive um medo em minha vida
macia weeping
eu espero-o
eu estive
não esteja irritado com mim
o céu
quem é o corredor nos céus
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
doubtless eu recordo ainda
há uma hora do descanso calmo

 



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