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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
como ela
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
sumário em uma noite do vôo
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
o alvorecer era verde maçã
receoso não mais, eu digo

 



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