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eu sou velho e cego
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
acima dos prados ricos com milho
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma măo
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
qual eu desejo observar
homem frio stern
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu despise meus amigos mais do que vocę
moonlight profundo e macio

 



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