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sad são que sabem não o amor
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
diga-me
lá pela janela na casa velha
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
do sol nem das estrelas
travails da terra
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar

 



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