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sad love poem

irmão, eu sou fogo
diga-me
rosas e ouro
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
até sua janela da câmara
trançado e tecido
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
nunca em toda minha vida
e nse
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
vivido pelo river-side
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved

 



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