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eu espero-o
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
se ele
qual eu desejo observar
há qualquer um lá
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
dentro de minha mão eu prendo

 



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