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havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
ido antes de nós
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu moldei o mundo
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eu resido na montanha da tabela
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
mil anos silenciosos há
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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