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embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
através do peito aching da terra larga
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
veja o tentative
no alvorecer, disse
existir da cisne
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada

 



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