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vinho velho a beber
teria mesmo seu gracejo
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
eu vi que vocĂŞ hunched e tiritando nas pedras
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
eu vi com olhos abertos
e com o pássaro humming
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
simplicity
gloom
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
receoso nĂŁo mais, eu digo
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia

 



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