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baby poem

macia weeping
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
têm você ouvido
o doce com fern e levantou-se
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
há uma hora do descanso calmo
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
tiveram e i mas encontrado com

 



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