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ainda treze anos
doubtless eu recordo ainda
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
os dias hypocritic
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu vi a primeira pera
dê-me
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
eu tive um medo em minha vida
e ainda andaram sobre
algum queixou-se ao mestre
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
sob a folha dusky do laurel
o ar é como uma borboleta

 



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