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mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
e ainda andaram sobre
eu estou cantando-lhe
material da lua
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
última meia-noite
mil anos silenciosos há
era muitas e muito um ano há
homem frio stern
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados

 



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