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acima dos prados ricos com milho
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
quando eu retornei no por do sol
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
ao longo de um river-side
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
diz de épocas velhas boas
o corpo pode confinar

 



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