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as canções antigas
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
nós que estiveram

 



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