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sad poem

prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
porque assim sad meu encantador?
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
vontade você glimmer no mar?
se ele
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
em seus regimentals ásperos
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
na esfera
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
acima dos prados ricos com milho

 



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