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pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
e ainda andaram sobre
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
seu cabelo bonito

 



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