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uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
não gire sua cabeça
se ele
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
composto do loveliness sozinho
veja, eles retornam
em todas as coisas não faladas de

 



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