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travails da terra
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
na meia-noite
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
melancolia, azul era
quem é o corredor nos céus
seu cabelo bonito
havia um momento em anos anteriores

 



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