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quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
olhar além
como uma vela branca
eu ouvi-os na noite
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
estourou o vinho feroz
quem estará nomeando o vento
sol e vento e batida do mar
antes do saint de bronze solemn
eu vi com olhos abertos
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
calma como que segundo verão
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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