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sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
rosas e ouro
eu sei não onde
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados

 



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