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macia agora a luz do dia
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
diz de épocas velhas boas
a escuridão
com os olhos meek, marrons
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
era não para esse cheiro singular
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
ruídos que strive rasgar

 



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