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poem for pastors

havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
eu estive pelo casement aberto
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
fora do mar sparkling
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
acima dos prados ricos com milho
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious

 



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