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em setembro
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
diz de épocas velhas boas
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
fraco-é voada a canção
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
em seus regimentals ásperos
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto

 



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