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mas alas, sonhos justos
no porto de york novo
três anos há hoje
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
ame-me no último, ou se você não
o que nós fará agora
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
em seu vôo

 



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