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passado unrelenting do thou
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
as sombras dos navios
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
o corpo pode confinar
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o ar é como uma borboleta
na meia-noite
são você vivo?
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade

 



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