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são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
este é o arsenal
deve ir para trás, disse
passado unrelenting do thou
em sua barraca guardada
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu vi a primeira pera
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
vivido pelo river-side
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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