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quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
o mais saddest do ano
o doce com fern e levantou-se
os arcos da ponte vermelha
e com o pássaro humming
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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