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eu vi-o uma vez antes
eighty anos passaram, e mais
melancolia, azul era
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
estourou o vinho feroz
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras

 



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