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eu amei uma mulher
fraco-é voada a canção
a luz retirada
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu estive
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
eu não pray para a paz
mulher boa
e meu nome é truthful
sobre o rio beckon a mim
sombras voadas que varrem perto
era uma beleza nos dias
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram

 



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