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com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
noite misteriosa
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
são você vivo?
aflija-se não para o invisível
você está desobstruído
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
era não para esse cheiro singular
teria mesmo seu gracejo
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
agite
as sombras dos navios

 



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