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ao lado de um campo stricken
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
os arcos da ponte vermelha
eu ganhei a raça
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio

 



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