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thanksgiving poem

eu vi-o uma vez antes
os arcos da ponte vermelha
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
agora que eu lhe esfriei
sobre o rio beckon a mim
há um país completamente do vinho
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
mas alas, sonhos justos
estourou o vinho feroz
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso

 



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