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mas alas, sonhos justos
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
diga-me não
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu não queimo nenhum incense
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
as canções velhas
havia um strangeness em seus bordos

 



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