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um olhar é mas um raio
eu estive pelo casement aberto
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
eu vi a primeira pera
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
são você acordado?
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
dê-me a fome
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
nós colocamos
veja que eu me dou a você

 



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