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irmăo, eu sou fogo
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
em números mournful
completamente dos rasgos
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
os arcos da ponte vermelha
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
quando uma açăo for feita para a liberdade
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy

 



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