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teen poem

era muitas e muito um ano há
fora do mar sparkling
desolado e solitário
levantado dos mortos
onde deva mim encontre-o
macia weeping
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu tenho que dizer good-night
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
o que era ele os motores ditos
quem estará nomeando o vento

 



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