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gloom
um pensamento doce solemn
veja, eles retornam
mas alas, sonhos justos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
desolado e solitário
lá pela janela na casa velha
agora quando meus bordos viverem
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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