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paredes e enorme elevados
eu espero-o
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
em seus regimentals ásperos
diz de épocas velhas boas
eu não queimo nenhum incense
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
até sua janela da câmara
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
splendor doce
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
se eu for muito certo
nós não éramos muitos

 



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