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thanksgiving poetry

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
do sol nem das estrelas
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
os dias melancólicos vieram
sobre o rio beckon a mim
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu estou morrendo
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
com o por do sol
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
o céu
nobility da morte outra vez
nós não éramos muitos
as canções velhas

 



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