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eu estive pelo casement aberto
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
material da lua
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
ainda treze anos
arched a inundação
vontade você glimmer no mar?
há qualquer um lá
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
no alvorecer, disse

 



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