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sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
eu quero saber onde você vive
escuro-eyed
eu não pray para a paz
homem frio stern
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
os céus que eram ashen e sober

 



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