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mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu sou velho e cego
fora do mar sparkling
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
em números mournful

 



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