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eu sei não onde
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
a noite era preta e drear
traga-me a canção macia
sob a lua da colheita

 



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