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footprint poem

são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
eu detestei-o
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
você diz que você me ama
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
macia agora a luz do dia
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?

 



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