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esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
última meia-noite
o mais saddest do ano
diga-me não
eu sou o vento que wavers
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
nobility da morte outra vez
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos

 



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