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quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
caído assim
homem frio stern
paredes e enorme elevados
o mais saddest do ano
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
ame-me no último, ou se você não
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
este é o navio da pérola

 



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