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eu estive
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
esse ano
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
sombras voadas que varrem perto
através do peito aching da terra larga
eu tenho que dizer good-night
sobre o rio, no monte
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de

 



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