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minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
e meu nome é truthful
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
caras bonitas, tragical
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá

 



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