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porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
para trás, gire para trás
eu detestei-o
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
o prado estava rastejando
caras bonitas, tragical
seu cabelo bonito
eu sei não onde
estes sejam
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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