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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
gloom
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
em possa
noite misteriosa
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
do sol nem das estrelas
e com o pássaro humming
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
você diz que você me ama
era não para esse cheiro singular

 



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