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christmas poetry

os dias melancólicos vieram
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
macia agora a luz do dia
eu detestei-o
eu ganhei a raça
era muitas e muito um ano há
eu quero saber onde você vive
o doce com fern e levantou-se
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
existir da cisne
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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