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vivido pelo river-side
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
nĂŁo do mundo largo do todo
cĂŁo do gingham e o gato do calico
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nĂłs na obscuridade
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
vocĂŞ ouve a chuva?
dentro de minha mĂŁo eu prendo

 



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