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todos tragam os anos
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
irmăo, eu sou fogo
năo se aflija que sobre
splendor doce
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas

 



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