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como águias na elevação ascendente
eu sou velho e cego
todos tragam os anos
e pão do breaketh mais
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
estourou o vinho feroz
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
a festa real foi feita
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
deus
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou

 



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