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vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
não permaneça não mais
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
o prado estava rastejando
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
dê-me
macia agora a luz do dia
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes

 



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