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fall poem

a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
travails da terra
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
olhar além
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eu sou uma mulher

 



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