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gothic poetry

para então without
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
muito bem, você liberais
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
as canções velhas
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
doubtless eu recordo ainda
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
nós que estiveram
eu vi a primeira pera
você diz que você me ama
alguns dias mais ventosos

 



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