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no porto de york novo
noite misteriosa
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
em números mournful
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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