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eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
um com vocę
passado unrelenting do thou
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu ouvi-os na noite
em e sobre

 



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