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o ar é como uma borboleta
e com o pássaro humming
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
splendor doce
no porto de york novo
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes

 



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