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agite
você é meu companheiro
a noite era preta e drear
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
você recorda
ame-me no último, ou se você não
os poetas dizem
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
arched a inundação
você está desobstruído
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
quando eu era um menino na faculdade

 



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