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e assim vai
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
o ar é como uma borboleta
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
em sua barraca guardada
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
até sua janela da câmara
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
felicidade

 



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