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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
na meia-noite
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
eu gosto d
gloom
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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