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diz de épocas velhas boas
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
fora do mar sparkling
travails da terra
como águias na elevação ascendente
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
macia agora a luz do dia
uma pena do aço
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
é frequentemente não assim?
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
há qualquer um lá

 



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