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eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu não pray para a paz
não se aflija que sobre
este é o navio da pérola
estourou o vinho feroz
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
ao longo de um river-side
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
bonito
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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