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marriage poem

mundo que muda sob minha mão
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
eu sou velho e cego
nós que estiveram
e pão do breaketh mais
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o sol está acima
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
algum queixou-se ao mestre
alguns dias mais ventosos
e nse
em números mournful
você está desobstruído

 



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