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o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
era muitas e muito um ano há
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
diga-me não
têm você não ouvido
os céus que eram ashen e sober
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
é frequentemente não assim?
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell

 



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