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brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
dê-me a fome
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
teria mesmo seu gracejo
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite

 



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