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nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
você ouve a chuva?
agora quando meus bordos viverem
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
gloom
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
macio como a cama na terra
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
tempestade
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
veja, eles retornam
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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