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sobre o rio beckon a mim
a noite era preta e drear
as canções velhas
passado unrelenting do thou
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
do assoalho ao teto
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
no alvorecer, disse
cidade que não é uma cidade
nunca em toda minha vida
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado

 



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