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lost love poem

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
balançado no berço do profundo
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas

 



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