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e păo do breaketh mais
macia weeping
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
os céus que eram ashen e sober
antes do saint de bronze solemn
eu espero-o
a noite era preta e drear
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
estourou o vinho feroz

 



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