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abaixo do helm do guerreiro
o sol está acima
eu ganhei a raça
sob a folha dusky do laurel
eu vi-o uma vez antes
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
ame-me no último, ou se você não
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
deixe-nos plantar

 



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