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spanish poem

cai aqui nenhuma luz
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
ido antes de nós
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
sob a lua da colheita
de encontro ŕ flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
poderíamos nós mas para saber
eu resido na montanha da tabela
doce e forte
e assim vai

 



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