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f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
assim perdido
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
poderíamos nós mas para saber
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
nobility da morte outra vez
as sombras dos navios
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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