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ido antes de nós
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
em sua barraca guardada
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
como deva mim ajude ŕ direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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