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autumn poem

havia trs no prado pelo ribeiro
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
verdadeiro que voc diz que os deuses lhe so mais uso do que fairies
macia weeping
a fragrncia veio
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
este o navio da prola
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a ns na obscuridade
sadly falando
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- so liars
ao lado de um campo stricken

 



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