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completamente dos rasgos
o doce com fern e levantou-se
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
sabe uma liberação barata
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
o sol está acima
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
rosas e ouro
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
um pensamento doce solemn
passado unrelenting do thou

 



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