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havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
na terra silenciosa
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eighty anos passaram, e mais
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razăo
escuro-eyed
sob a lua da colheita
eu amei uma mulher
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
eu ganhei a raça

 



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