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eu sou fevered
existir da cisne
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
há um país completamente do vinho
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
rosas e ouro
levantado dos mortos

 



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