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estourou o vinho feroz
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
ao lado de um campo stricken

 



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