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podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
as canções velhas
havia um momento em anos anteriores
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
há uma hora do descanso calmo
passado unrelenting do thou
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
nós colocamos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu penso d esplêndido justo

 



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