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eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
as canções velhas
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
macio como a cama na terra
na terra silenciosa
teria mesmo seu gracejo
eu tenho que dizer good-night
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
cidade que não é uma cidade
esplêndido e terrível seu amor

 



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