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não esteja irritado com mim
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
todo meu amor para meu doce
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu ouvi-os na noite
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
ido antes de nós
na esfera
a neve sussurra sobre mim

 



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