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tempestade
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu não queimo nenhum incense
pela costa, pelo mar
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
eu estou cantando-lhe
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
deixe um sustento da alegria você
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
através do peito aching da terra larga
são você vivo?

 



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