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um pensamento doce solemn
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
era não para esse cheiro singular
ruídos que strive rasgar
os dias melancólicos vieram
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
no porto de york novo
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía

 



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