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o que era ele os motores ditos
como ele de quem espĂ­rito na chama do meio-dia
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
na esfera
melancolia, azul era
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
este é o navio da pérola

 



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