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eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
as estrelas caíram do heaven
aflija-se não para o invisível
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
seu cabelo bonito
a noite era preta e drear
eu vi-o uma vez antes
com os olhos meek, marrons
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma

 



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