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aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
eu sou velho e cego
uma vida na onda do oceano
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
se eu for muito certo
caras bonitas, tragical

 



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