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completamente dos rasgos
para então without
deve ir para trás, disse
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
em possa
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
o que mim lhe devem

 



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