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as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
fala não bem
felicidade
era uma beleza nos dias
o prado estava rastejando
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
cidade que não é uma cidade
uma tempestade está montando na maré
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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