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apenas agora
doubtless eu recordo ainda
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
o alvorecer era verde maçă
o prado estava rastejando
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
nós que estiveram

 



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