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sad love poem

a noite era preta e drear
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
splendor doce
cara esposa
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
diga-me não
o sol está acima

 



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