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como águias na elevação ascendente
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
cidade que não é uma cidade
qual se mantem
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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