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deus
em sua barraca guardada
vocę recorda
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu sou uma mulher
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
doubtless eu recordo ainda
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
no recolhimento da escuridăo e pedem

 



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