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a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
era uma oysterman novo alto
dę-me
nós colocamos
eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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