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eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
doce e forte
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly

 



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