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temos nós nenhum shame?
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
há uma hora do descanso calmo
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
splendor doce
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
ainda treze anos
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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