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material da lua
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
ao longo de um river-side
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
têm você andar visto através da vila
ao longo dos bancos
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
última meia-noite
na terra silenciosa
eu estou morrendo

 



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