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apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
o que nós fará agora
última meia-noite
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
caído assim
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
e com o pássaro humming
abaixo do helm do guerreiro

 



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