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a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
macia agora a luz do dia
você diz que você me ama
a luz retirada
todos tragam os anos
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
não esteja irritado com mim
acima de e para baixo vai
eu resido na montanha da tabela
macio como a cama na terra
era uma oysterman novo alto
simplesmente falando
quando eu era quebrou em Londres

 



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