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em e sobre
seu cabelo bonito
na meia-noite
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
o corpo pode confinar
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
talvez
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
diz de épocas velhas boas
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
havia um strangeness em seus bordos

 



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