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em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
o corpo pode confinar
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
simplicity
todo meu amor para meu doce
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu ganhei a raça
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado

 



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