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desolado e solitário
este é o arsenal
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
o mais saddest do ano
na terra silenciosa
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
do assoalho ao teto
eu moldei o mundo

 



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