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a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
eu estou morrendo
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
quem é o corredor nos céus
completamente dos rasgos
se ele
sombras voadas que varrem perto
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
teria mesmo seu gracejo
as estrelas caíram do heaven
há qualquer um lá

 



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