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todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu amei uma mulher
escuro-eyed
sobre o rio, no monte
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
eu ouvi-os na noite
seu cabelo bonito
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
arched a inundação
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
para então without
última meia-noite
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras

 



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