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embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
eu espero-o
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
sad são que sabem não o amor
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu estou morrendo
rosas e ouro
na esfera

 



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