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quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
última meia-noite
bonito
rosas e ouro
eu sei não onde
ame-me no último, ou se você não
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
traga-me a canção macia

 



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