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muito bem, você liberais
calma como que segundo verão
é frequentemente não assim?
ao longo dos bancos
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
eighty anos passaram, e mais
mas alas, sonhos justos
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
o doce com fern e levantou-se
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
eu sou velho e cego
eu sou o vento que wavers

 



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