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eu estive
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
estourou o vinho feroz
e ainda andaram sobre
eighty anos passaram, e mais
quando eu retornei no por do sol
filhas do tempo
os prayers brancos pequenos
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
nĂŁo seja falso
veja, eles retornam

 



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