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os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
completamente dos rasgos
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
eu ouvi-os na noite
é frequentemente não assim?
escute
em seu vôo
ao longo de um river-side
olhar além
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol

 



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