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em todas as coisas não faladas de
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
homem frio stern
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
vivido pelo river-side
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
vontade você glimmer no mar?

 



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