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sob a folha dusky do laurel
eu não queimo nenhum incense
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
quando eu retornei no por do sol
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
com o por do sol
o que mim lhe devem

 



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