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eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
travails da terra
o dia é feito
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
um pensamento doce solemn
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
melancolia, azul era
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto

 



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