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abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu amei uma mulher
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
não permaneça não mais
três anos há hoje
o doce com fern e levantou-se
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
na meia-noite
eu moldei o mundo
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite

 



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