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poem for pastors

não esteja irritado com mim
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
a festa real foi feita
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
escuro-eyed
ao lado de um campo stricken
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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