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romantic poem

eu estive pelo casement aberto
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
veja, eles retornam
eu encho este copo
havia tręs no prado pelo ribeiro
na esfera
sol e vento e batida do mar
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
ido antes de nós
como nivelar cai

 



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