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tiveram e i mas encontrado com
cidade que nĂŁo Ă© uma cidade
diga-me nĂŁo
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
diz de épocas velhas boas
glass-blower do tempo
na meia-noite
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
vivido pelo river-side
como um homem despido mim vai
um por um, como sae de uma árvore

 



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