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deixe-me ser sad
era nĂŁo para esse cheiro singular
eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu vi-o uma vez antes
e com o pássaro humming
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
eighty anos passaram, e mais
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão

 



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