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pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
alguns dias mais ventosos
melhore do que o granito
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
a algum os deuses gordos
assim perdido
nós colocamos
porque assim sad meu encantador?
em todas as coisas não faladas de
caído assim
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo

 



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