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velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
deve ir para trás, disse
e com o pássaro humming
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
vivido pelo river-side
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía

 



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