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veja, desta moeda falsa dele
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
você recorda
simplesmente falando
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
as montanhas são povos silenciosos

 



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