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assim perdido
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
disse
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
uma milha atrás
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras

 



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