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glooms dos viv-carvalhos
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
um pássaro cantou
eu moldei o mundo
se eu for muito certo
trançado e tecido
esta é a canção da juventude
ao amante passionate
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
nós que estiveram
olhar além
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
do sol nem das estrelas

 



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