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envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o ar é como uma borboleta
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu ganhei a raça
era não para esse cheiro singular
tempestade

 



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