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love poem

eu sou velho e cego
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
quando eu retornei no por do sol
um history muito notável isto é
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu gosto d
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno

 



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