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seu cabelo bonito
eu não queimo nenhum incense
ame-me no último, ou se você não
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
se ele
paredes e enorme elevados
qual se mantem
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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