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o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
seu cabelo bonito
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
sabe uma liberação barata
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
e nse
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
irmĂŁo, eu sou fogo
eu nĂŁo queimo nenhum incense
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu gosto d
quando vocĂŞ vier hoje Ă  noite
sob a folha dusky do laurel

 



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