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o doce com fern e levantou-se
mundo que muda sob minha mão
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
todo meu amor para meu doce
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
esse ano
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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