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era uma beleza nos dias
algum queixou-se ao mestre
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
quem ama a chuva
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
arched a inundação

 



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