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de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
acima dos prados ricos com milho
veja, eles retornam
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu tive um medo em minha vida
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
não seja falso
você é meu companheiro
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
tempestade
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado

 



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