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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
quem ama a chuva
para trás, gire para trás
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
era não para esse cheiro singular
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
ao amante passionate
uma milha atrás
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
paredes e enorme elevados

 



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