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não gire sua cabeça
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
veja, eles retornam
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
como um homem despido mim vai
diga-me
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
melancolia, azul era
deus
raça elevado-carregada
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
passado unrelenting do thou
dê-me

 



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