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romantic poem

quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
o dia é feito
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
quem estará nomeando o vento
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
dê-me a fome
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
era muitas e muito um ano há
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto

 



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