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vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
porque sĂŁo as coisas que nĂŁo tĂŞm nenhuma morte
como como as estrelas Ă© este o branco, as caras nameless
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
levantado dos mortos
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele

 



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