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eu encho este copo
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
é frequentemente não assim?
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
quando você vier hoje à noite
esta é a canção da juventude
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu vi com olhos abertos
até sua janela da câmara
uma vez este turf macio

 



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