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quando eu retornei no por do sol
não gire sua cabeça
são você vivo?
era uma beleza nos dias
existir da cisne
mil anos silenciosos há
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
esse ano
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
em setembro
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
eu sou uma mulher
diga-me

 



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