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acima do sul na ruptura do dia
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
traga-me a canção macia
felicidade
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
eighty anos passaram, e mais
ao longo dos bancos
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
levantado dos mortos
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco

 



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