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quando eu olhei em seus olhos
através do peito aching da terra larga
mil anos silenciosos há
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eighty anos passaram, e mais
e com o pássaro humming
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
última meia-noite
com os olhos meek, marrons
nunca em toda minha vida
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
na meia-noite

 



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