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um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
deus
até sua janela da câmara
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
uma vida na onda do oceano
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
nós colocamos
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
o mais saddest do ano

 



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