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thanksgiving poem

sobre o rio beckon a mim
e com o pássaro humming
e meu nome é truthful
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
em setembro
muito bem, você liberais
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
porque

 



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