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em números mournful
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
na meia-noite
eu moldei o mundo
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
conseqüentemente eu não posso
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele

 



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