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para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
um history muito notável isto é
têm você andar visto através da vila
era não para esse cheiro singular
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
sob a folha dusky do laurel
os céus que eram ashen e sober
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
estes sejam
sabe uma liberação barata
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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