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eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
o que era ele os motores ditos
pela costa, pelo mar
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
para prestar atençăo o dia inteiro ŕ onda azul ondular e quebrar
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
carrinho aqui por meu lado
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
paredes e enorme elevados
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
escute o mar soando
a escuridăo

 



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