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para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu vi-o uma vez antes
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu encho este copo
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
diga-me não
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
completamente dos rasgos
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
esta é a canção da juventude

 



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