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tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
o que nós fará agora
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
quando eu retornei no por do sol
nós que estiveram
temos nós nenhum shame?
alguns dias mais ventosos
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
na esfera
diz de épocas velhas boas
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
ao lado de um campo stricken
deve ir para trás, disse
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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