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eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
duas fileiras dos repolhos
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido
três anos há hoje
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
escute
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
o alvorecer era verde maçã
e assim vai
o movimento do seu corpo Ă© como a mĂşsica
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram

 



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