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se eu for muito certo
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu sei não onde
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
com os olhos meek, marrons
antes do saint de bronze solemn
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
você recorda
trançado e tecido
raça elevado-carregada
como águias na elevação ascendente

 



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