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em e sobre
sob a folha dusky do laurel
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
cidade que năo é uma cidade
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
bonito
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eu vi-o uma vez antes
doubtless eu recordo ainda
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred

 



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