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fala não bem
nós que estiveram
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu sei não onde
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
os poetas dizem
ao longo dos bancos
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
você recorda
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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