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podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
qual eu desejo observar
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
alguns dias mais ventosos
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
as canções antigas
mas alas, sonhos justos
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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