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em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
agora que eu lhe esfriei
ao longo dos bancos
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
as estrelas caíram do heaven
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
na terra silenciosa
eu encho este copo
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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