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life poem

os dias melancólicos vieram
paredes e enorme elevados
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
com o por do sol
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
pela costa, pelo mar
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos

 



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