Tom: A
Introdução:
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In my blakean year
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i was so disposed
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toward a mission yet unclear
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advancing pole by pole
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fortune breathed into my ear
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mouthed a simple ode
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one road is paved in gold
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one road is just a road
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in my blakean year
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such a woeful schism
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the pain of our existence
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was not as i envisioned
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boots that trudged from trac to track
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worn down to the sole
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one road is paved in gold
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one road is just a road
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boots that trudged from track to track
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worn down to the sole
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one road is paved in gold
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one road is just a road
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in my blakean year
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temptation but a hiss
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just a shallow spear
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robed in cowardice
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brace yourself for bitter flack
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for a life sublime
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a labyrinth of riches
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never shall unwind
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the threads that bind the pilgrim's sack
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are stitched into the blakean back
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so throw off your stupid cloak
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embrace all that you fear
for joy shall conquer all despair
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in my blakean year