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os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
na terra silenciosa
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
levantado dos mortos
truely
nós que estiveram
sob a lua da colheita
vivido pelo river-side
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
os dias hypocritic
ao longo de um river-side
o que era ele os motores ditos
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma

 



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