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é ido
como águias na elevação ascendente
eu ouvi-os na noite
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
o ar é como uma borboleta
uplifting, como o vento fundiu

 



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