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meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
são você vivo?
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
para a verdade, para o amor
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
porque assim sad meu encantador?
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
o prado estava rastejando

 



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