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fora do profundo e da obscuridade
sad são que sabem não o amor
do assoalho ao teto
eu não pray para a paz
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
agora quando meus bordos viverem
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
pela ponte rude
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble

 



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