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short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
uma vida na onda do oceano
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
o dia é feito
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
balançado no berço do profundo
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
no alvorecer, disse
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas

 



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