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sad love poem

no porto de york novo
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
era o outono do ano
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
deixe-me ser sad
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
como uma vela branca
é frequentemente não assim?

 



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