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por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
flores dos bebęs
mas eu năo posso lę-lo agora
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
e nse
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
năo pendure nenhuma grinalda
simplicity
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
até sua janela da câmara
em seu vôo
eu encho este copo

 



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