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de nossos lugares escondidos
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
em todas as coisas não faladas de
eu prendo seu coração
têm você ouvido
em possa
escute o mar soando
arched a inundação
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
do sol nem das estrelas
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final

 



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