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a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
eu moldei o mundo
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
eu não pray para a paz
é ido
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
em possa
um pensamento doce solemn
assim perdido

 



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