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no porto de york novo
năo se aflija que sobre
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
porque
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
doce e forte
vocę é bonito e desvanecido
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
faça os meninos e as meninas văo ainda
mil anos silenciosos há

 



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