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eu sou uma mulher
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
para trás, gire para trás
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
ao longo dos bancos
traga-me a canção macia

 



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