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a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
a luz retirada
se eu for muito certo
com os olhos meek, marrons
ao amante passionate
porque
deixe-me ser sad
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
trançado e tecido
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
diga-me não
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
eu sou velho e cego

 



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