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mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
mil anos silenciosos há
era uma beleza nos dias
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
deve ir para trás, disse
as sombras dos navios

 



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