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minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
nobility da morte outra vez
sombras voadas que varrem perto
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
todos tragam os anos
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
sadly falando
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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