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este é o navio da pérola
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu estive pelo casement aberto
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
a festa real foi feita
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
disse
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim

 



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