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eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcăo
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu sou fevered
a senhora, seu coraçăo girou para a poeira
os poetas dizem
o mais saddest do ano
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado

 



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