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limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
há uma hora do descanso calmo
e assim vai
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu sou velho e cego
uma vida na onda do oceano
são você vivo?
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
porque
eu quero saber onde você vive
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
a noite era preta e drear
eu sou o vento que wavers

 



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