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a noite escura, e os ventos do inverno
nos sales do sono voc vagueou perto
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
o alvorecer era verde ma
quando voc vier hoje noite
ainda treze anos
na meia-noite
cidade que no uma cidade
a luz retirada
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do vero brilhada

 



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