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eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
era uma beleza nos dias
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
três anos há hoje
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
o alvorecer era verde maçã

 



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