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era não para esse cheiro singular
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
melancolia, azul era
trançado e tecido
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
ame-me no último, ou se você não
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
noite misteriosa
são você vivo?
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
agora que eu lhe esfriei

 



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