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christmas poem

quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
têm você andar visto através da vila
os céus que eram ashen e sober
lá pela janela na casa velha

 



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