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bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
eu penso d esplĂŞndido justo
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
Ă© frequentemente nĂŁo assim?
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
nĂŁo se aflija que sobre
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
tempestade
em todas as coisas nĂŁo faladas de
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
dĂŞ-me
veja que eu me dou a vocĂŞ

 



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