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não gire sua cabeça
você é meu companheiro
com os olhos meek, marrons
porque assim sad meu encantador?
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
para trás, gire para trás
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
cidade que não é uma cidade
aflija-se não para o invisível

 



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