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em setembro
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
a festa real foi feita
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
agora quando meus bordos viverem
calma como que segundo verão
nós colocamos
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?

 



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