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quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
no alvorecer, disse
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
de encontro ŕ flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
o que mim lhe devem
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
escute o mar soando
com os olhos meek, marrons
os dias melancólicos vieram
qual eu desejo observar
macia agora a luz do dia

 



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