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os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
há um país completamente do vinho
ao longo dos bancos
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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