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nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
era muitas e muito um ano há
a noite era preta e drear
renove a visão do prazer
homem frio stern
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
raça elevado-carregada
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
do assoalho ao teto
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto

 



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