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têm você ouvido
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
e ainda andaram sobre
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
eu amei uma mulher
trançado e tecido
disse
ao longo de um river-side
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
completamente dos rasgos
a algum os deuses gordos
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes

 



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