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era uma oysterman novo alto
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
ruídos que strive rasgar
o sol está acima
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
eu estou cantando-lhe
a escuridão

 



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