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ruídos que strive rasgar
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
pouco parque que eu passo completamente

 



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