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há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
você diz que você me ama
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
no alvorecer, disse
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
deus
muito bem, você liberais
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu estou morrendo

 



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