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em e sobre
algum queixou-se ao mestre
através do peito aching da terra larga
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
deixe-nos plantar
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
tempestade
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
até sua janela da câmara

 



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