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eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
calma como que segundo verão
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
caras bonitas, tragical
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
um pássaro cantou

 



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