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irmão, eu sou fogo
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
há qualquer um lá
eu vi a primeira pera
eighty anos passaram, e mais
caído assim
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
eu prendo seu coração
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
uma pena do aço
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem

 



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