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com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
material da lua
ainda treze anos
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
você ouve a chuva?
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
o corpo pode confinar
doubtless eu recordo ainda
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
quando eu olhei em seus olhos

 



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