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quando eu era um menino na faculdade
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
qual se mantem
antes do saint de bronze solemn
é frequentemente não assim?
glass-blower do tempo
eu resido na montanha da tabela
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
gloom
deus
porque assim sad meu encantador?

 



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