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o corpo pode confinar
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
traga-me a canção macia
caído assim
e com o pássaro humming
nós não éramos muitos
com os olhos meek, marrons
sombras voadas que varrem perto
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
quietamente, com reverance, no awe

 



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