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sad love poem

vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
material da lua
perguntam-me onde eu estive
o que mim lhe devem
fora do mar sparkling
a noite era preta e drear
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
o sol está acima

 



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