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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
ido antes de nós
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
com os olhos meek, marrons
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
o ar é como uma borboleta
o doce com fern e levantou-se
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
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