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conseqüentemente eu não posso
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
os arcos da ponte vermelha
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
tempestade
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
sadly falando
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu sou velho e cego

 



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