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eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
as canções antigas
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
na terra silenciosa
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu tive um medo em minha vida
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
a noite era preta e drear
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música

 



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