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macia weeping
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
estes sejam
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
tempestade
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
os arcos da ponte vermelha
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
o ar é como uma borboleta

 



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