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tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
um pensamento doce solemn
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
olhar além
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
a neve sussurra sobre mim
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
pela ponte rude
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
não se aflija que sobre
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão

 



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