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eu estive
doce e forte
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
sombras voadas que varrem perto
eu verei uma estrela hoje ŕ noite
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
sobre o rio, no monte
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
abaixo do helm do guerreiro

 



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