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meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
era muitas e muito um ano há
através do peito aching da terra larga
passado unrelenting do thou
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu sou fevered
burly, humble-abelha aplanar

 



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