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arched a inundação
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu ganhei a raça
com o por do sol
e meu nome é truthful
completamente dos rasgos
eu não queimo nenhum incense
qual eu desejo observar
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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