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mulher boa
sob a folha dusky do laurel
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
na meia-noite
completamente dos rasgos
as estrelas caíram do heaven
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
caras bonitas, tragical
deve ir para trás, disse
um pensamento doce solemn
eu ganhei a raça
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor

 



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