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o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
eu vi-o uma vez antes
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu resido na montanha da tabela
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
bonito

 



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