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até sua janela da câmara
em seu vôo
nós que estiveram
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
há um país completamente do vinho
eu não pray para a paz
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
o que nós fará agora
eu espero-o
truely
eighty anos passaram, e mais
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
havia um momento em anos anteriores

 



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