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minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
teria mesmo seu gracejo
havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
truely
cidade que não é uma cidade
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
a escuridão rola para cima
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa

 



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