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love poem

eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
sobre o rio, no monte
a algum os deuses gordos
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly

 



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