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com os olhos meek, marrons
duas fileiras dos repolhos
acima de e para baixo vai
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
truely
seu cabelo bonito
macia weeping
quando eu for para trás ligar ŕ terra
pela costa, pelo mar
travails da terra
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte
um history muito notável isto é
como uma vela branca

 



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