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nature poem

é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu sou velho e cego
têm você andar visto através da vila
uma vez este turf macio
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
gloom
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
disse
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
ruídos que strive rasgar
não do mundo largo do todo

 



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