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eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
não permaneça não mais
eu sou uma mulher
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
acima de e para baixo vai
o que mim lhe devem
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
filhas do tempo
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
se ele

 



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