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alguns dias mais ventosos
sadly falando
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
diz de épocas velhas boas
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
uma pena do aço
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies

 



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