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homem frio stern
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
a algum os deuses gordos
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore

 



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