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nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
passado unrelenting do thou
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
para a verdade, para o amor
sob a folha dusky do laurel
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
você recorda
agora que eu lhe esfriei

 



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