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eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
vocę pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em vocę
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
uma pena do aço
dentro de minha măo eu prendo
em números mournful
na esfera
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
nunca em toda minha vida
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
cidade que năo é uma cidade
porque assim sad meu encantador?

 



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