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os dias endeared a cada MUSE
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
eu vi com olhos abertos
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
um pensamento doce solemn
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
como águias na elevação ascendente
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas

 



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