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quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
o que nós fará agora
em números mournful
apenas agora
talvez
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
em e sobre
composto do loveliness sozinho
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
vinho velho a beber
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
moonlight profundo e macio
as canções antigas
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro

 



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