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os prayers brancos pequenos
havia um momento em anos anteriores
ao amante passionate
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
irmão, eu sou fogo
eu gosto d
eu resido na montanha da tabela
poderíamos nós mas para saber
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave

 



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