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como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
não seja falso
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
cidade que não é uma cidade
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
como ela
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
em sua barraca guardada
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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