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a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
escuro-eyed
você é bonito e desvanecido
eu encho este copo
eu sei não onde
acima dos prados ricos com milho
acima de e para baixo vai
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
eu não pray para a paz

 



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