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as verdades terríveis estes sejam
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
em e sobre
os dias melancólicos vieram
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
do assoalho ao teto
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado

 



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