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sob a folha dusky do laurel
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
havia um momento em anos anteriores
apenas agora
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
através do peito aching da terra larga
tręs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
agora quando meus bordos viverem
eu quero saber onde vocę vive
os navios estăo encontrando-se na baía

 



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