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o que mim lhe devem
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
short e doce, e nĂłs viemos Ă  extremidade dela
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
composto do loveliness sozinho
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade

 



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