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se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
era o outono do ano
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
era muitas e muito um ano há
vinho velho a beber
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
uma vez este turf macio

 



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