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mother poem

embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
existir da cisne
porque assim sad meu encantador?
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
nós colocamos
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
eu detestei-o
pouco parque que eu passo completamente

 



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