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quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
cidade que não é uma cidade
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
receoso não mais, eu digo
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
ame-me no último, ou se você não
para então without
mundo que muda sob minha mão
o prado estava rastejando
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies

 



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