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quando eu era quebrou em Londres
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu vi que o deus vocĂŞ a duvida?
eu soube o silĂŞncio das estrelas e do mar
tĂŞm vocĂŞ ouvido
eu nĂŁo queimo nenhum incense
o que era ele os motores ditos
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
trançado e tecido
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
desolado e solitário

 



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