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eu sou o vento que wavers
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
moonlight profundo e macio
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
a escuridão rola para cima
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
acima de e para baixo vai
este é o navio da pérola
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
macia weeping

 



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