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sad poem

porque assim sad meu encantador?
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
as sombras dos navios
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved

 



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