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erotic poem

quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
um pensamento doce solemn
trançado e tecido
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu sou velho e cego
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
algum queixou-se ao mestre
um com você
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
esse ano
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
têm você não ouvido

 



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