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marriage poem

rosas e ouro
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
até sua janela da câmara
com alegria e maravilha
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
levantado dos mortos
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
assim perdido
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
pela ponte rude
tempestade


 



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