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as verdades terríveis estes sejam
não do mundo largo do todo
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
os céus que eram ashen e sober
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
qual se mantem

 



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