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eu fui acima e trago as ruas
ao longo dos bancos
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
o ar é como uma borboleta
noite misteriosa
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
do assoalho ao teto

 



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