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um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
do assoalho ao teto
eu sou uma mulher
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
o sol está acima
truely
e pão do breaketh mais
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
aflija-se não para o invisível
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
o mais saddest do ano
têm você andar visto através da vila

 



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