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ido antes de nós
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
eu sou o vento que wavers
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
há um país completamente do vinho
eu detestei-o
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
como uma vela branca
melancolia, azul era
se ele
não gire sua cabeça
levantado dos mortos
em seus regimentals ásperos

 



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