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quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
era uma beleza nos dias
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
completamente dos rasgos
uma vida na onda do oceano
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
cidade que no uma cidade
estes sejam
acima de e para baixo vai
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
sobre o rio beckon a mim

 



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