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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
um pensamento doce solemn
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
veja o tentative
eu espero-o
escute o mar soando
a luz retirada
irmão, eu sou fogo
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu estou cantando-lhe

 



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