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na meia-noite
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
eu sei não onde
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
em seu vôo
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite

 



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