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ainda treze anos
travails da terra
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
o dia é feito
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu estive
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
em números mournful
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro

 



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