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abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
em todas as coisas não faladas de
você diz que você me ama
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
é frequentemente não assim?
eu sou o vento que wavers

 



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