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short love poem

última meia-noite
vinho velho a beber
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu vou minha maneira complacently
agora quando meus bordos viverem
se ele

 



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