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você diz que você me ama
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
há uma hora do descanso calmo
olhar além
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
última meia-noite
renove a visão do prazer
um pensamento doce solemn
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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