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eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
a luz retirada
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
cara esposa
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
cidade que não é uma cidade

 



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