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romantic poem

sobre o rio beckon a mim
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
nunca em toda minha vida
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
diz de épocas velhas boas
até sua janela da câmara
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
eu sou uma mulher
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
eu vi-o uma vez antes

 



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