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eu disse
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu ouvi-os na noite
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
renove a visão do prazer
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu penso d esplêndido justo
desolado e solitário

 



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