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christmas poem

burly, humble-abelha aplanar
as sombras dos navios
eu sou o vento que wavers
raça elevado-carregada
calma como que segundo verão
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
ao longo dos bancos
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
irmão, eu sou fogo
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
porque assim sad meu encantador?
glass-blower do tempo
era não para esse cheiro singular

 



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