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porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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