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há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
receoso não mais, eu digo
era uma oysterman novo alto
ao longo de um river-side
vontade você glimmer no mar?
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
os poetas dizem
um pássaro cantou
há uma hora do descanso calmo
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
agora que eu lhe esfriei
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
todo meu amor para meu doce

 



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