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agite
sol e vento e batida do mar
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
eu vi-o uma vez antes
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
são você acordado?
o que nós fará agora
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
material da lua
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu

 



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