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minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
cai aqui nenhuma luz
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
travails da terra
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
os céus que eram ashen e sober
onde deva mim encontre-o

 



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