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você recorda
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
fala não bem
nós colocamos
o doce com fern e levantou-se
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
calma como que segundo verão
eu quero saber onde você vive
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
simplicity
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
a escuridão rola para cima
e como poderia você sonho da reunião

 



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