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qual se mantem
mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu ouvi-os na noite
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
as canções velhas
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
sabe uma liberação barata
eu encho este copo
ao longo dos bancos
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas

 



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