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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
mil anos silenciosos há
sadly falando
no porto de york novo
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
eu detestei-o
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
não se aflija que sobre
não gire sua cabeça
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta

 



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