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e com o pássaro humming
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
era uma beleza nos dias
minha alma Ă© um campo ploughed escuro
eu ouvi-os na noite
melhore do que o granito
seu cabelo bonito
macio como a cama na terra
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
o prado estava rastejando

 



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