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poem for pastors

como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
esse ano
doubtless eu recordo ainda
no alvorecer, disse
os poetas dizem
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
assim perdido
este é o navio da pérola
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
pensamentos através de minha cabeça

 



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