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laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
não do mundo largo do todo
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
onde deva mim encontre-o
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
você é bonito e desvanecido
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
há qualquer um lá
e pão do breaketh mais
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
sadly falando

 



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