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quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
sumário em uma noite do vôo
na meia-noite
ao longo de um river-side
o que era ele os motores ditos
sobre o rio, no monte
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
sobre o rio beckon a mim
eu estive
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso

 



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