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daughter poem

a neve sussurra sobre mim
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
poderíamos nós mas para saber
estourou o vinho feroz
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
teria mesmo seu gracejo
há uma hora do descanso calmo
porque assim sad meu encantador?
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
você diz que você me ama

 



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