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nature poem

pouca porta foi alcançada no último
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
eu resido na montanha da tabela
há qualquer um lá
para a verdade, para o amor
melhore do que o granito
e nse
felicidade
eu vou minha maneira complacently
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido

 



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