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noite misteriosa
o céu
em e sobre
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu estou morrendo
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
tempestade
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
eu resido na montanha da tabela
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
quando eu retornei no por do sol

 



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