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não se aflija que sobre
eu disse
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
era o outono do ano
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
duas fileiras dos repolhos
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
trançado e tecido
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão

 



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