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poem for pastors

o doce com fern e levantou-se
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu vi a primeira pera
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixőes mais baixas
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
eu disse, mim fechei meu coraçăo
deixe um sustento da alegria vocę
melhore do que o granito

 



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