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não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
o que mim lhe devem
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
se ele
pela ponte rude
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
quem ama a chuva
com os olhos meek, marrons
vontade você glimmer no mar?
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio


 



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