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eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
na meia-noite
eu tive um medo em minha vida
ao lado de um campo stricken
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
burly, humble-abelha aplanar

 



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