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son poem

nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
três anos há hoje
as estrelas caíram do heaven
eu gosto d
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
quando você vier hoje à noite
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu estive pelo casement aberto
como um homem despido mim vai
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
eu penso d esplêndido justo

 



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