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mother poem

há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
agite
agora que eu lhe esfriei
têm você ouvido
truely
vivido pelo river-side
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
têm você andar visto através da vila
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado

 



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