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o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
cante-o outra vez ŕ cançăo cantado
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
as sombras dos navios
eu sei năo onde
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
eu resido na montanha da tabela

 



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