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em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
eu estou morrendo
com os olhos meek, marrons
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
completamente dos rasgos
acima dos prados ricos com milho
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
macia weeping


 



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