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esse ano
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
em todas as coisas não faladas de
se eu for muito certo
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
o mais saddest do ano
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
eu prendo seu coração
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro

 



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