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eu ouvi-os na noite
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
eu sou uma mulher
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
não se aflija que sobre
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
a fragrância veio
diga-me não
o ar é como uma borboleta

 



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