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qual se mantem
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu gosto d
a noite era preta e drear
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
renove a visão do prazer
antes do saint de bronze solemn
a neve sussurra sobre mim
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos

 



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