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eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
acima dos prados ricos com milho
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
nobility da morte outra vez
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
dê-me a fome
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
em setembro
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
você é meu companheiro

 



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