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têm você ouvido
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
o ar é como uma borboleta
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu detestei-o
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
e assim vai
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
nunca em toda minha vida
são você vivo?
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro

 



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