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trs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu vi que voc hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu espero-o
minha me ensinou-me que cada noite
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
quando voc vier hoje noite
os arcos da ponte vermelha
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
do sol nem das estrelas
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
caras bonitas, tragical
raa elevado-carregada
a o que uma mulher a comparar beloved

 



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