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sobre o rio, no monte
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
doubtless eu recordo ainda
simplesmente falando
mil anos silenciosos há
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
eighty anos passaram, e mais

 



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