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eu vi a primeira pera
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
qual eu desejo observar
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
não do mundo largo do todo
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
acima dos prados ricos com milho
ame-me no último, ou se você não
a festa real foi feita
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas

 



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