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eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
você recorda
porque assim sad meu encantador?
sob a folha dusky do laurel
talvez
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
apenas agora
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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