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thanksgiving poem

no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
usted está claro
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
rosas y oro
compuesto de loveliness solamente
el sol está para arriba
la hija, arte del thou viene morir
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
claro de luna profundo y blando
cuando usted viene esta noche
es usted despierto?

 



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