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não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
era uma beleza nos dias
os dias melancólicos vieram
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
onde deva mim encontre-o
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
deixe-me ser sad
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã

 



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