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love poem

os dias melancólicos vieram
diga-me
quando eu retornei no por do sol
na terra silenciosa
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
se ele
nunca em toda minha vida
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
deve ir para trás, disse
perguntam-me onde eu estive
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
não do mundo largo do todo

 



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