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meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
homem frio stern
última meia-noite
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
rosas e ouro
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
doubtless eu recordo ainda
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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