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da cançăo e do sonho para ido sempre
simplicity
levantado dos mortos
trançado e tecido
a noite era preta e drear
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
minha măe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
apenas agora

 



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