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o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
existir da cisne
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
doce e forte
truely
no alvorecer, disse
a algum os deuses gordos
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway

 



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