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embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coraçăo da pedra
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
o que nós fará agora
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu sou velho e cego
dentro de minha măo eu prendo

 



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