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diga-me
um pensamento doce solemn
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
macio como a cama na terra
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
não seja falso
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
passado unrelenting do thou

 



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