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tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
caído assim
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
todo meu amor para meu doce
eu ouvi-os na noite
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu detestei-o
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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