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dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
o alvorecer era verde maçã
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
o corpo pode confinar

 



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