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eu estou cantando-lhe
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
não esteja irritado com mim
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
era não para esse cheiro singular
vivido pelo river-side
o ar é como uma borboleta

 



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